His warm presence filled the room like the rising sun at break of dawn. And in that moment, everyone held their breath. He spoke, his words gently echoed through the room like a soft leaf drifting downward from a tall maple. Eyes opened, ears listening, and everyone was on the edge of their seat, waiting anxiously to hear him go on.
2 comments:
Hahah I absolutely love this. But who is "him"? =]
hahah NNNNIIIICCCE
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